"Little girl, your cheating skills are not good! Anyway, you have to find a support first! ”

A young man with medium-long hair and wide-legged pants in a bat shirt whistled at Song Ning.

"Find a hot spot first! When there are more people coming, pick up a few kind-hearted old gentlemen and old ladies and say a few words, isn't this it! ”

The young man's words made the big guy burst into laughter.

"You kid said it in such detail, you must have been thinking about how to deceive people! Watch as this reaches your grandfather's ears, and see if he doesn't break your legs! ”

The uncle who spoke, naturally revealed a kind of intimacy with the young man between his words, and he was obviously an acquaintance.

"As long as you don't say it, I want him to know!"

The young man made a gesture to the old man with a hippie smile, and then couldn't wait to ask Song Ning for credit.

"How? Why don't we work together?! Change places, I'll give you a trust..."

The people around laughed again, obviously taking Song Ning here as fun.

Song Ning's expression didn't change for a moment, and her gaze kept falling on the old lady.

Everyone else, she owes one of her eyes.

The young man's hard performance with excellent singing and songwriting still didn't get Song Ning a look back.

The old lady is Song Ning's goal today, except for her, no one can arouse Song Ning's interest.

"What you think in your heart, I naturally know!"

"If there is anyone in this world who can help you make your wishes come true, then it is only me!"

Song Ning's words were arrogant, coupled with her indifferent look, she really had a feeling of being a master outside the world.

The old lady's face finally brought a hint of suspicion, "Let's talk about it..."

"You want to find your son!"

Song Ning looked at the old lady's eyes calmly, "I can find him!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Most of the people present know what this silver-haired old lady is!

Not only does the big guy know about her, but even the big guy knows her son's things clearly.

Her son died a long time ago!

Now that I'm afraid that the bones have turned into a handful of white bones, this little girl really dares to say it when she opens her mouth!

Although the expression on the old lady's face remained unchanged, her pupils shrank suddenly, and it was obvious that her mood was not as peaceful as she wanted to express.

"Poof..."

The young man laughed, "You're funny! ”

"If you come to this park a few more times, you have nothing to do and wander around, listen to other people's chats and gossip, and you can't say such a missing brainstem!"

Song Ning's gaze finally turned to the young man slowly, but the first words she said made him almost happy.

"If your Yin Hall turns black, there will be a bloody disaster soon!"

"Haha..."

The young man couldn't straighten up with his stomach in his arms, "Where did you buy your fortune-telling cheats?" This is too unreliable, isn't it? ”

"I'm still black?! Look how bright my head is..."

He happily pointed to his head and leaned towards Song Ning, who knew that there was just a small pebble under his feet.

The pebble was so immortal that he stepped on the tip of his toe and catapulted into the air, so that it smashed into his eye socket.

The young man screamed and went to cover his eyes, but he stepped on the air and leaned out on all fours.

The back of the head was still alive and slammed directly into the edge of the stone bench, and a large pile of blood flowed out on the spot.

The scene was instantly silent.

Cio Bo laughed silently.

Song Ning's fingers moved just now, obviously the young man's noise made Song Ning unhappy.

Unhappyness is also an emotional manifestation.

These emotions are small, but they are still there.

This realization filled Chopper with joy both physically and mentally.

Song Ning glanced in the direction where Qiao Bo was without leaving a trace, and Qiao Bo immediately raised a smiling face and looked back.

Song Ning immediately turned her gaze away and stared at the old lady again.

What happened to the young man did not arouse her interest in the slightest, although her eyes were focused on the young man, but her face was calm.

Song Ning's sharp eyes noticed that the old lady's fingers were shaking slightly, which undoubtedly showed that she was not at peace in her heart.

At the scene, several people who were familiar with the young man sent the young man to the nearby health center.

There was such a long wound on the back of his head, and the blood was flowing, wasn't it just in response to Song Ning's bloody disaster just now?!

For a while, everyone looked at Song Ning with horror in their eyes.

The old lady glanced at Song Ning several times in succession, as if she wanted to step forward, but she didn't dare to step forward, so she hesitated.

Song Ning didn't react to any of this, and after she glanced at the old lady again, she cleaned up the stall with an indifferent face.

"Hey... You're not setting up a stall, are you? It's not open yet! Just close the stall?! ”

People with good things looked at Song Ning's actions questioningly, especially after Song Ning just showed a hand, her unreasonable play of cards is really head-catching.

"One hexagram a day!"

Song Ning is still so concise and to the point.

The young man just now is a hexagram, so today's quota will naturally be used up, and it will be boring to put it on again.

Everyone heard Song Ning's words, and their faces instantly showed a look of pity.

Originally, they wanted to do the math, but alas...

Let's come early tomorrow!

The old lady's expression moved slightly, and her fingers shook uncontrollably again.

Song Ning packed up her things, made it into the shape of a small burden, then threw it back, and left with the burden on her back in a chic manner.

Although it is a hexagram a day, but two days after tomorrow, Song Ning never showed up.

The old lady came every day, stayed for a day, but never saw Song Ning again.

Just when she couldn't help but suspect that the events of that day were just a dream of hers, Song Ning finally appeared.

This time set up a stall, Song Ning brought a handsome young man by his side.

Song Ning just carried the little horse to find a place to sit, and the young man was busy with his hands and feet, and quickly set up the small stall.

This time the stall is much more refined than the last one, which only had a tablecloth and cardboard.

A small folding table, well-made, lacquered and full of classical charm was placed on the floor.

There is also a layer of tablecloth on the table, and there is a small sign on it, which is still arrogantly written: fortune telling, physiognomy, yin house and yang house, feng shui...

"You're here! Doesn't it say one hexagram a day? Why did you come back after two days? ”

When they saw Song Ning, a few familiar faces couldn't wait to ask the questions that everyone wanted to know.

Song Ning's eyes glanced at Qiao Bo, and the latter opened his mouth in understanding.

"We're not just setting up stalls here, we're going to go somewhere else."

"Co-author, this day is not just in this place! Count anywhere else?! ”

Several familiar faces present immediately looked at each other, and they all had ideas in their hearts instantly.

"This hexagram today..."

"I don't know if you still count?! As long as I can afford it, you will help me do what I want? ”

The old lady finally couldn't hold it back, and walked forward in a loud voice.